Brat, Qian Renxue Overthinks

Jiang Nanchen began eating in silence, acting as though he had not heard anything else.

The meat was tender and melted in his mouth.

It was far better than the porridge and ordinary meat he had eaten before.

"By the way, isn't going to the academy tomorrow a little too rushed?" Jiang Nanchen asked.

"It's not early at all. You're already six years old—you have to get ahead from the starting line!" Qian Renxue said seriously.

"Oh, come on." Jiang Nanchen rolled his eyes. "What were you doing when you were six?"

"Oh? You dare talk back to me?" Qian Renxue pretended to be angry.

Jiang Nanchen was not buying it. "I have the right to speak. Besides, you had people bring me here without permission, and you're in contact with Spirit Hall elders. I have to suspect that you're up to no good!"

Qian Renxue's heart skipped a beat. It sounded like a joke from Jiang Nanchen, but it terrified her. This kid's words were truly frightening.

It was as if this child had seen through her thoughts. And his appearance completely matched her tastes—the more she looked at him, the more she liked him. He was exactly her type.

This world really was wonderful.

"Let me make this clear first. This Crown Prince is doing this for your own good. Do you know Tang Hao?"

Qian Renxue suddenly brought this up.

Jiang Nanchen paused, raised an eyebrow, and looked at Qian Renxue, whose words clearly carried another meaning.

"What? What are you trying to say?"

"I have something very important to tell you. And precisely because of that, this Crown Prince saved your life."

Qian Renxue crossed her arms, looking extremely pleased with herself. In her eyes, she had saved this little fellow.

"Forget it, Crown Prince. You only know how to throw your weight around in front of children." Jiang Nanchen shot Qian Renxue a look and continued eating. She really loved showing off in front of a six-year-old.

"You little brat!" Qian Renxue was not angry, only unconvinced. She snorted. "Let me tell you, Tang Hao is wanted by Spirit Hall. Everyone has the right to kill him."

"I know that. A soul beast sacrificed itself, then he smashed the Pope to death with one hammer. Not long after returning to Pope Hall, he died."

Jiang Nanchen said exactly what Qian Renxue had wanted to say.

Of course, the truth was that Bibi Dong had drained Qian Xunji dry. Otherwise, he would not have died.

He had been a Titled Douluo, a member of the Angel Clan. The Six-Winged Angel was not some weak martial soul.

If he could really be knocked flat with a single blow from the Clear Sky Hammer, Qian Daoliu would never have cultivated to the level of an Ultimate Douluo.

The first-generation Tang Big Hammer had simply been too strong. Tang Chen had practically made the Clear Sky Hammer bloom with countless variations.

The Clear Sky Nine Absolutes, Heaven-Piercing Strike, Chaotic Wind Hammer Technique, Ring Detonation.

All of them had been developed by Tang Chen, greatly enhancing the power of the Clear Sky Hammer.

Ring Detonation in particular was absurdly overpowered. After detonating the rings, one would not die; at most, it would take a longer period of rest to recover.

Qian Renxue snapped back to her senses. Hearing Jiang Nanchen's words had left her distracted for a moment. This brat actually knew so much.

"Hey, hey, hey, what are you spacing out for?" Jiang Nanchen said. "You're the Crown Prince. Don't tell me you don't even know this?"

"Who says I don't know?"

Qian Renxue retorted.

"Then why pretend you don't know anything if you do?"

She felt like she had been played!

It felt as though an old man had been teasing a child.

"I never said that. Besides, I already know what you wanted to say. Tang Hao assassinates anyone with an Angel martial soul, and his family ended up like this because of Qian Xunji."

Jiang Nanchen laid it out word by word, leaving Qian Renxue speechless, because he had said everything she wanted to say.

Why does this feel so strange? This brat actually dares speak to me like this. I'm still the Crown Prince, yet he has no sense of respect at all.

Should I teach him a lesson?

Forget it. If I teach him a lesson, it would feel wrong. After all, I was the one who had him brought here. And wouldn't punishing him be the same as lecturing myself?

Brat, consider yourself lucky.

Just as she was about to say something else, she looked up and froze.

After eating his fill, Jiang Nanchen leaned against the back of his chair and looked at her as if she were an idiot.

"Hey, hey, hey, what kind of look is that?"

Qian Renxue was extremely displeased.

"Nothing. I just think that if I have an Angel martial soul and Tang Hao kills me because of Spirit Hall, then I'll drag Spirit Hall down with me."

Jiang Nanchen gave a mischievous laugh.

He was only teasing Qian Renxue.

Did she really think he was an ordinary child?

How could someone as protective of his own life as him possibly let Tang Hao kill him so easily?

But Qian Renxue took it seriously, and she immediately felt uncomfortable.

Drag Spirit Hall down with him!

She wanted to lecture him, but upon further thought, all these causes and consequences had indeed been created by Spirit Hall. Jiang Nanchen was a victim too, so there was nothing wrong with what he said. It was only natural for him to feel wronged.

"You're right."

Qian Renxue slowly nodded, her expression turning more serious.

She had thought this child was merely sharp-tongued, but she had not expected him to see things so clearly. Spirit Hall had driven Tang Hao's wife to death back then, and that grudge had been placed upon the entire Angel bloodline. Jiang Nanchen had been implicated for no reason at all. It was a disaster that had befallen him for nothing.

Jiang Nanchen looked up at her, a trace of surprise flashing through his eyes.

He had originally been waiting for Qian Renxue to argue with him, but he had not expected her to simply admit it.

What is this woman imagining now? he muttered inwardly, though his expression remained unchanged.

"Spirit Hall planted these causes, so naturally we should bear the consequences."

Qian Renxue tapped the table with her fingertips.

"If Tang Hao really targets you and takes your life, it would indeed be Spirit Hall's fault. So I will definitely protect you properly and never give the Clear Sky Sect an opportunity to take advantage."

"It's good that you understand." Jiang Nanchen set down his chopsticks, leaned back in his chair, and let out a satisfied burp.

Seeing his old-fashioned demeanor, Qian Renxue felt both annoyed and amused. She deliberately put on a stern face and feigned a bit of ferocity.

"Since you understand so much, how about I lock you in a secret chamber and bind you with iron chains for strict protection? What do you think? That way, even if Tang Hao comes looking for you, he definitely won't be able to harm you in the slightest."

Jiang Nanchen froze for a moment. "What did you say?"

He thought he had misheard. She wanted to lock him in a secret chamber? As expected of someone who inherited her mother's genes.

What kind of protection was that?

No, no. Does Qian Renxue have some kind of system code that got automatically triggered?

"Haha, look at that expression of yours."

"This Crown Prince was only scaring you."

Qian Renxue smiled smugly.

Brat, I finally won one back, didn't I?

"You can't say things like that casually." Jiang Nanchen said seriously, truly afraid that she might one day actually do it.

"Don't worry. This Crown Prince doesn't have that sort of fetish!" Qian Renxue rolled her eyes at Jiang Nanchen and huffed coquettishly.

She was a sacred and inviolable angel. How could she possibly do something so vile?

Other than Bibi Dong, no one could do something like that. At least, she could not.

"I hope so. Besides, you nobles all play pretty wild games."

Jiang Nanchen curled his lip.

"They are them. Don't lump me together with them!"

Seeing Jiang Nanchen continue to chatter on, Qian Renxue became furious. She immediately grabbed him and placed him on her lap.

"What are you doing?" Jiang Nanchen was startled.

Why had she suddenly started using force?

"You just keep talking. This Crown Prince will teach you a lesson." Qian Renxue raised her hand, preparing to bring it down.

Jiang Nanchen struggled desperately. "You dare? Believe it or not, help—"